12/10/2020
When and myself had finally succumb to the reality that the wheels had well and truly fallen off our plan, we were lost, 11 hours up a river, in the middle of the jungle and sceptical of our makeshift crew.
From our stranded canoe, a small Mentawai Shaman carrying a machete found us and started encouraging us into the thick jungle towards his self-built Uma (home).
Our first impressions were sketchy as a wall of skulls faced back at us, amongst bows and arrows, spears, blades and other hunting tools.
There’s meaning behind the placement of objects adorning the homes of Mentawai Sikerei which generally relate to pleasing the spirits and encouraging future health and prosperity.
Needless to say, the boys were on edge that first night, ha!